Her pectus heaves, up and down. Her breasts, quite chirpy and full, are exposed but I barely notice them. Something has taken my mind way back. Maybe it's her odor, it's familiar spirit. Or maybe it was the way she bit my ear as she climaxed. That was exactly how Jennifer had nibbled on my ear all those years back. It's still fresh in my mind. Or maybe it was the sensual way she said my figure,"Steeeeve"with a stress whenever my backtalk touched her neck opening. Whatever it was that took me back, well, it did and now as I lie on this luxurious bed next to this sexy woman I met at a bar earlier, my idea goes back to the kickoff time I had sex.
I was in in high spirits schooling. I met her at an inter-school mutant effect. Jennifer. Her name was Jennifer. I met her by sheer co-occurrence, we were asked to film scores for the basketball equal and thus sat secretive. She wore a short-change summercater skirt that exposed her long brown legs. Being a virgin, my attending was not on her house too-big-for-her-age titty, or her god-damn-that's-tight ass that I only noticed when she was leaving, it was on her beautiful warm smile that would most certainly thaw a glacier.
We became acquainted and soon enough, letter of the alphabet were being exchanged. I could not wait for the vacation so I could ask over her over to our home. She came to my home on the s of the four week vacation. I was so sex. Looking back at it, it's adorable how my excitement had nada to do with my fleshly regions. In fact, sex was the farthest affair from my mind. That and marrying Beyonce ( yes, I was in love with her that early ).
We started making out in the funniest of path. She told me of what a bad dancer she is and I offered to help her. We got too near and our brim could not manage one to a greater extent second apart. We rolled over to the lounge and then to the floor, still in each others arms. Hers were the softest sass I had kissed, not that I had a huge catalog to compare with, other than my aunt's ( she used to buss me on my sass when I was untried and mum wasn't around, she would also put my work force in her private areas and ask me not to secern, I never did till now aunty Liz ).
When they say sex is the most natural of matter, they lie not. My custody started going for her pant clit instinctively, yes, instinctively because it was the very number one time I was doing this. She didn't resist my betterment, she just kept on kissing me as if I was not about to reveal her muliebrity. Her eyes were closed, I know because I opened mine for a brief arcsecond and glance. We kept going, her with the kissing and I with the unbuttoning, and the cuddling too, but my idea was mainly on the unbuttoning.
Her button could no longer resist the pressure and it gave way. I slipped my hand and felt her cotton panty ( my mum is in the apparel manufacture and I can tell cotton fiber from silk with my eye closed ). How my hammer had not burst by now is beyond me because this was the very first clock time I was touching a charwoman's"womanhood ”. By this time, stopping was not a possibility. My cock would not tolerate me. I started taking off her trouser, together with her panty and she lifted her hips to facilitate it. I was most certainly not the entirely one who was dying to eat the"tabu fruit ”.
I quickly undid my pant and freed my putz while she lay there and looked at me, none of us uttering a single word as we feared it might ruin the otherwise perfect second. A bit of porn and tale from my Sir Thomas More receive best admirer ( and by more go through, I mean he had watched more pornography than me ) had taught me where everything goes. I spread her wooden leg with one hand with the other one holding the tool firmly as a soldier would hold his gun. I lay on top of her and positioned myself to finally do something I had dreamt of doing for many twelvemonth ( literally dreamt about it, in a wet kind of way ).
Her oculus never stopped staring into mine the entire metre. I felt the effeminacy, the wetness, the warmth on the tip of my shaft. She was breathing heavily, fear or anticipation I didn't know and quite frankly I could care less. I pushed in slowly, partly to savor the belief but mainly because at this level her hands were on my hip dictating the speeding of the"ingress ”. Inch by in I penetrated trough I felt some kind of"skin"which I would later come to hear was the maidenhead. My avidness got the intimately of me and I pushed all the way in. The scream she uttered almost rendered me deaf. kicking, pushing and struggling followed. Tears welled up in her eyes. It must be really painful. At that minute I only cared about how good it felt and started moving in and out, slowly at low but picked up rhythm. Her crying and kicking slowly subsided and she started moving her rosehip in tandem with mine, meeting my jab. This only made the experience all the more heavenly.
"Steeeve ! ! !"My name never sounded better. She started moving her hip faster. Her custody were now on my ass, pulling me in with every thrust, ensuring I went in as deep as I possibly could. The two minutes this lasted must own been the best two minutes of my entire life."Steeeeve ! ! !"She continued yelling out my name, Her slit began to contract and her breathing became faster. Her ramification locked me in, her manpower held my cervix so wet I thought she was trynna kill me. That's when she nibbled on my ear, gently at first but it got harder and dreadful after a sec. It didn't stopping point foresighted yard, if it had I would be writing about the challenges of living with a single ear. Her whole trunk shook for about thirty seconds. I didn't know what was happening then but I had just given her her first coming.
When finally she relaxed, I resumed my relentless thrusting as I felt an exhilarating, ardent tingling sensation starting to make in me. It originated somewhere on my lower spine ( weird I know ), spread head towards my orchis and instinctively I started thrusting harder. The slurping fathom our bodies made as they made contact was just divine."Ah ! Ah ! Ah ! … ..."The moans escaped her with every jab. The tingling sentiency was growing solid and I knew I could no longer keep back it in.
With one final driving force I shot my load deep into her."Aaaaaah !"I could not help oneself it. This had to be the best feeling I ever felt. I lay on top of her for a minute before my putz shrank and I pulled it out. We were both sweaty and short of breath. A sly grin banquet across her typeface. She had never been Sir Thomas More beautiful.
"Hey, ain't asleep yet ?"I'm brought back from my reverie by the char lying next to me.
"Not yet darling."I reply as I close my eyes and endeavor to get some slumber